World Tibet Bureau

Chapter 139

I asked, "How?"

Wei Feng looked inside the room, and replied with a serious face: "Just now, I investigated the numbers under Guan Hanyun's ID card name. The number he is currently using has no connection with Boss Zuo. But he has a number that he doesn't usually use. , I had frequent contact with Boss Zuo half a year ago, with an average of two or three phone calls per day."

Already hammered.

Guan Hanyun's arrogance was outrageous.

Around 2000, the streets were full of fancy numbers that didn’t require an ID card. If he bought a random number and contacted Boss Zuo, it was unlikely that he would be able to find out through his ID card, but he didn’t do that.

This is not stupidity, but an extremely blind confidence in his oboe game.

I asked, "What are you going to do now?"

Wei Feng said, "I'd like to hear your thoughts."

I thought for a while and replied: "You are experts in handling the case. But if you want to catch the absconding Boss Zuo, I suggest you keep quiet first. I guess Guan Hanyun will definitely contact Boss Zuo after the appraisal is over."

"Boss Zuo must have changed his number. At that time, you can infer Boss Zuo's location through the phone number band of the other party that Guan Hanyun contacted quietly, seize the opportunity, and go and arrest him."

Hearing this, Wei Feng laughed immediately: "You think the same as I do. It's really a pity that you don't do criminal investigation."

I replied: "It's just luck, I happened to meet the antique bureau, and the other party was such an arrogant mouse, so I pretended to be a fake cat."

Wei Feng patted me on the shoulder: "This is a shocking case, and I will ask the bureau for your credit!"

I nodded: "Drink your promotion wine by the way."

Wei Feng was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Nothing can escape your discernment."

In fact, Fatty Xiao once told me before that Wei Feng's business ability is very outstanding, his reputation is very good, and he is popular for promotion, but because he is relatively young, he still lacks a strong case to support his resume.

If this case is completed, his promotion must be a sure thing.

Wei Feng turned around and went to assign work.

I went back to the store again.

In one afternoon, the things in the store have basically been counted.

However, at the last juncture, a Luban spoon was counted out. It is small and exquisite, made of bronze, with a unique shape. Looking at the copper forging process, it seems to be in the early Song Dynasty, but there is no engraving on it, so it can only be tentatively dated. inherited.

Luban skills, known as "lack of one".

The outside world is fascinated by the Luban technique, but in terms of antiques, it only belongs to the category of KitKat mechanism among miscellaneous items. Many people can't play it at all, and the market price is not high.

A key without a lock is equal to waste.

I compared the list, and there was no such small Luban spoon on the list, probably some "Baylor goods" in the store.

In the past, Wangsun Baylor used to make some messy gadgets to play with, and they would throw them in the corner after two days of playing.The antique shop should call this kind of worthless things that are bought and sold by no one, and they are called Baylor goods.

I asked Wei Feng how to deal with this thing.

Wei Feng said: "It's an item outside the case, so let me keep it first."

In the evening, everyone returned to the Golden Mile Hotel.

President Xiao and Guan Hanyun also live here.

After I entered the meeting room, there were seven or eight members of the appraisal team concentrating on appraising items, and several of them were indeed familiar faces.

Among them, not only are experts from the museum, professors from the school, and the bald man who asked Mr. Xu to appraise the golden Japanese fan last time when he went to the store in Jianghu, but even the shopkeeper Song of Yingqing Pavilion was also there.

After they saw me, they put down their work and stood up.

Rather than saying that I am famous, it is better to say that Mr. Xu is very dignified.

Mr. Xu is not only in Jinling, but also in the domestic antique circle.

He asked me to be the team leader, and naturally these people would not have any objections.I said: "Everyone, let's continue working and discuss it together if we are unsure."

Due to time constraints, I also joined the appraisal team.

My identification methods are different from theirs. Many methods follow ancient methods, and many skills have been lost in today's antique world. They are dazzled and amazed.

In the final analysis, appraisers still rely on craftsmanship to eat.

If you have good craftsmanship, you will naturally be appreciated by others.

Unless someone has a conflict of interest with you, or the person is abnormal.

These two points do not exist today, and the working atmosphere is relatively relaxed.

After eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, a blue and white porcelain vase of Song Zhisheng descending from the mountain was cleared out. The outside was covered with a layer of red paint, and only the head of Zhisheng and the head of his leopard were exposed in the pattern.

This time, the audience did not dare to move.

Yuan blue and white flowers are precious, as are Song blue and white flowers.

If the money of Song Qinghua is marked with the words "Song Tianyou three years", it is a rare treasure.

Porcelain pots are covered with paint, which is called "Mongolian goods" in the antique industry.

In the special period decades ago, antiques were classified as old superstitious objects, and too many Buddha statues, murals, and antiques were smashed and damaged.In order to prevent these antiques from being smashed, some ordinary people put a layer of paint on the outside and use them as ordinary objects.

Since "Mongolian goods" cover most of the true appearance of the antiques, only a small part of them can be judged, which is a difficult point in the identification of antiques.

When the shovelers see this kind of "Mongolian goods", they remove the paint and dust after they come back from the scouring, and sometimes there will be big leaks.

Of course, there are also some master counterfeiters who specialize in the exposed parts, and even use the incomplete genuine products for the exposed parts, and use fakes for the other parts covered by paint, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, and they are eye-catching.

They didn't dare to move because Song Qinghua's Zhisheng head and leopard head were too real.

To identify the authenticity of this thing, you must first lightly cut it with a knife to loosen the paint, then slowly soak the paint with chemical potions, and finally rub the marks with soft cloth.

There is simply no time, and it is a test of skill, a little carelessness may damage a heavy weapon.

Shopkeeper Song frowned and said, "Mr. Su, the white part on the outside is quite real... Could it really be Song Tianyou's three-year blue flower? If so, the appearance of this heavy weapon will completely affect the direction of the whole case. But the identification time is too late. It will take at least half a month to produce results, and the thing is too big, so we don't dare to touch it."

The exposed part is indeed very real, but I'm not sure if I don't look at the whole picture.

This hard bone clearly needs to be chewed by the team leader.

I replied: "It's fake. Either smash it directly, or make a small hole in the painted surface to see if the soil is burned inside."

As soon as this word comes out.

The audience suddenly widened their eyes and looked at me in disbelief, but no one dared to make a move.

Both methods are destructive identification methods.

When Wei Feng saw this, he also understood, and immediately said: "Brother, you should be more cautious. I am calling the bureau to apply for an extension of the case handling time."

Mr. Xiao's face was disheveled, and he said in a trembling voice: "Don't do it like this, pretty boy... If it's real, Lei won't lose money!"

Guan Hanyun folded his arms around his chest and looked at me expressionlessly.

I deliberately turned my head and asked Guan Hanyun: "Mr. Guan thinks this Song Qinghua is real or not?"

Guan Hanyun snorted coldly: "You decide for yourself, I'm not a member of the appraisal team!"

I suddenly changed hands and threw Song Qinghua to Guan Hanyun who was a few meters away.

"Send you as a chamber pot!"

(End of this chapter)